"Dylan!!!!!!!!!" My mum shouts from downstairs ,I jump down, we are werewolves and I got my wolf when I was fifteen. Today is the day I get to find my mate but,my mum is more excited about it than I am,cause what if my mate isn't my type of girl, okay comon!!! I really have to love one person because the moon goddess said so? ,This is the 21st century!!, Oh well I eat my breakfast as I watch my parents playfully bicker I got my dad's
Brown hair and my mum's grey eyes and her small lips .. I shake my head and my mum pulls me out from my thoughts "Dylan you really have to bring her over for dinner and treat her right okay? I am sure she will be lovely ,she should be someone in the pack .. oh it's reminds me how I met your dad for the first time it was love at first sight.. ""ughhhh gross" I cry out I really don't want to hear that story again ,dad and mum met when they were in highschool according to mum, she fell in love immediately she set eyes on him and then he kissed her and accepted her as his mate.Typical warewolf love story.. I wonder if my mate will fall in love with me at first sight, oh well not like I care, I already have a girlfriend I love Daphne ,I don't think any moongodess crap is gonna change that.. I walk into the garage and hop onto my motorcycle and drive to school.As I park my mortocycle at my usual spot I see my best friend beck, he's the alpha's son he will be the next alpha in a few months. I smile and look over his shoulder and see my girlfriend Daphne, she looks like a Barbie doll but I love her still cause she saved my life when I was 5 ,I couldn't remember anything when I woke up, I just saw Daphne beside me but ,she said she saved me and I believe her,tho I still remember a mole on my saviors thighs before I blacked out but Daphne said she is insecure about it and dosent want to show me . not like it really matters anyway, we walk into school together then the smell of orange and roses hits me and I stagger s little bit "baby what's wrong?" Daphne asked ,"nothing" I tell her, I wonder who it is ,as I walk into class and find a girl with sweatshirt and her hair rolled in a messy bun looking out of the window ,I watched as she zoned out ,and the teacher asked her what she said last, I can't help but want to hug her and make her mine "mine" my wolf Dan growls .. shit she's my mate, I watch as she walks to the cafeteria and her friend whispers something in her ear which makes her smile damn that should be me . What has come over me, isn't she feeling this effect? Why am I the only one being punished ,dammit I can't take my attention off her. She looks up at me with her blue eyes and shakes her head off .." babe I wanna go get ice cream "Daphne whines all of a sudden I feel like her voice is irritating suddenly but I don't care. "Let's go after class" I tell her she smiles and hugs my hand as she looks provacately at her.. I wonder who she is .. luckily she doesn't notice Daphne and walks back to class ,I turn and ask beck "who is she? "," Oh her! She's like an outcast in the pack ,no one really knows where she came from, but after she was adopted her adopted mother lost her baby ,I would stay away from her if I were you ,she's bad news " oh... I sigh .. what's her name I ask again, it "should be Naya I guess " he replied" Naya !! "My wolf growls at the mention of her name, and takes over he rushesafter her and snicker from behind her as she walks ,she turns around and asked "what do you want Dylan?" Shit she knows my name? Damm the way it rolls off her tounge I really want to pin her under me till my name is the only thing on her lips ... I smirk and move closer to her and whisper "you!!" She starts choking which leaves me surprised, and a little happy at her flustered state ,guess my little mate is a virgin... "I don't have time for this" she says and try to back away, and I grab her and whisper "but I have plenty of time for you little mate "she jumps back and exclaims "huh?!" I immediately take back control from my wolf but suddenly I feel empty as I can't feel her anymore, but then I realize she doesn't know I am her mate yet guess she's not 18 yet I grow irritated as I am doing exactly what the moon goddess wants ... Falling for her at first sight and she doesn't seem to care or know, like I am in this hell alone ,I need to calm down. I let her go and watch as she hurriedly walks away from me,I call Daphne to get ice cream and fuck her later . "Have you found your mate Dylan?" Daphne asks "are you going to leave me?" , "You promised you won't leave me no matter what" she looked at me with tears threatening to fall. ,I sigh she's right I can't just leave Daphne ,she saved my life. I owe it to her, i touch her head and say "I would never leave you, I will reject her and be with you okay?" She has to feel my emotions, is my mate really bad luck ? Where did she come from? Who is she? Why haven't I ever noticed her before? I can't help but think, I waited for Daphne to sleep then I pick up my phone and call beck and asked for every information concerning Naya ,he forwards it to me. I glance through it and sigh she's really strong isn't she? On one hand is my mate that I know nothing about and the other is the love of my life who saved my life ,who I have been with all my life I guess I know who to choose before I fall asleep and darkness takes over.What??! How can he be my mate , maybe I can't feel anything because I am not 18 but yet ,well I will be in a few weeks Damm really? Of all people moon goddess?! I scream at the sky as I walk home.. and he already has a girlfriend? Is he going to break up with her for me? But he acted like he wanted me earlier? Maybe I can finally be happy? Ughh I am overthinking it ,I look up to see that I am home already, I meet my dad watching his favorite tv show I gently try to walk pass him and I hear a loud scoff I sigh and turn back here goes nothing ,"Good afternoon pa,I said"I am not your pa, you are just a bastard I picked up that decided to ruin my life," he saidI keep my head down and try not to make a sound as it makes him more angry "I should never have taken you in "he said , "maybe Charlotte wouldn't have lost the baby and I wouldn't have lost my job and the buisness wouldn't have crumbled you are bad luck. Leave my sight "he yelled!!!!!! I climb up to my room and shut the doo
My name is Asher Sanchez, I am six feet with a long black hair and blue eyes,with a chiseled chin and well maintained abs, I am a bit on the lanky side actually , I am The alpha of the lycans ,most wolves don't believe we exist anymore because we don't show ourselves unless when necessary, the lycans maintain order in the warewolf world and I maintain order with the lycans, lycans are second breed of warewolves , they are humanoid wolves and have greater speed, agility, regenerative ability, than normal wolves and we are able to perform half shifts unlike other warewolves. The world is developing quickly therefore we have to also adjust , we are at the top of the economic market,to make things easier especially cleaning up of unatural sighting from the human folks ..we have lived close to a thousand years but I still haven't found my mate, I just want "mine". I can't remember who my parents were but ,my life was basically hell, I had to lay low while watching my back for threats f
"Naya Janvi!! Can you come to the principal's office?" I look up and see the principal himself come to call me I sigh and hear mummuring from behind, I turn and see my ex mate, kissing his girlfriend in class but the principal turns a blind eye to it as he is the beta's son, I feel a slight pain as they make out cause I didn't accept his rejection, but it's nothing, as I walk to the principal's office I turn to see the principal shivering as we were walking, I want to ask what is going on ,but a strong small of lavender and cinnamon hit me in front of the office door , could I have another mate? ,Did fate decide to play games of second chances with me? ,I enter the office and stare at the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, how can anyone be that handsome I try to hide my shock as I look up to see him smiling at me "Hello " I say " Hello little mate" he said "This has to be a mistake "I say out loud Damnit his voice is Soo sexy , why didn't I feel that way with Dylan when h
As I stumbled backward, my eyes widened in horror as I realized I was trapped. My thoughts were a jumbled mess of panic and confusion. "What does he mean, my mate?" I thought to myself. "Asher was my mate, right? There's no way...the Moon Goddess wouldn't make such a mistake. Three mates? No, this has to be some cruel joke." The stranger's piercing silver eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my breath catch. His chiseled features and wild white hair made him look like a marble statue come to life. "My name is Arlo," he said, his voice low and smooth. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he smiled. "I'm sorry, Arlo," I said, trying to sound firm. "But you must be mistaken. I already have a mate." Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Darling, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." My gaze locked onto the stranger before me, and I felt my breath catch. He was...breathtaking. His chiseled features seemed to be carved from marble, his skin a radiant, ethere
I pulled back from the hug, feeling emotions swirling inside me. Mia's words were comforting, but I knew that I was way over my head."Thanks, Mia," I said, forcing a smile. "I just need to get my head together, you know?"Mia nodded, her eyes understanding. "Yeah, I do. But if you need to talk, I'm here, okay?"I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. I knew Mia was a true friend, and I was grateful for her.As we stood there, I couldn't help but think about my situation. My adoptive dad had kicked me out, and I had no place to go. I was in my last year of high school, and I couldn't just drop everything and move in with Mia.Panic started to set in as I thought about my options. I could try to find a temporary place to stay, but that would mean explaining my situation to strangers. Or I could try to make amends with my adopted dad, but that seemed impossible.I sighed, feeling overwhelmed. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Mia seemed to sense my distress and pulled me
As I struggled against the kidnappers, a mysterious voice echoed through the air. "Ah, there you are, runaway mate," it said. My head spun to the side, searching for the speaker. When our eyes met, I was taken aback. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. The stranger shrugged, his expression nonchalant.One of the kidnappers snarled, "Hey, don't ignore us!" He lunged forward, gun in hand. But before he could take another step, he snapped his fingers. The kidnappers collapsed to the ground, defeated. My eyes widened in shock."What are you?" I asked, taking a step back from him. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a fairy, little one," he said. "And you're my fated mate." My mind reeled as I tried to process his words. Fairies didn't exist, did they? Yet, here I was, face to face with one. And he seemed to think I was his mate.I tried to understand the situation, but it felt exhausting. "This has to be some kind of misunderstanding," I
I tried to brush it off, but Amelia's gaze pierced through me as if she saw the truth hidden beneath my words. "You're not just passing through," she said softly, her voice laced with empathy. "You're running from something. Or someone."Her words hit too close to home, and emotions washed over me. How did she know? I searched her face for answers, but she dodged my questioning look. Instead, she offered me a gentle smile and helped me to my feet.As my stomach growled loudly, she handed me a chocolate bar. "Leave, kid. It's the weekend," she said, her tone light. I knew what she meant – the school would be bustling with students attending study groups. I took the chocolate and followed her to her shop, my feet moving quickly as I almost tripped.I couldn't believe this was my life. I helped Amelia, the old woman, with her shop, and all I could think about was how surreal it felt. I was too young to be dealing with the weight of my secrets, let alone owning property from the money I'd
I'm Arlo, the third-generation Fay prince, and I've got everything handed to me on a silver platter. Or so it seems. From the outside, the Fay world looks like a dream – lush forests, sparkling waterfalls, and creatures that shimmer with magic. But, let's be real, it's all a bit much sometimes.As a Fay prince, I've got a debt to pay. A debt of power, of prestige, of expectation. My family's legacy weighs heavily on me, and I'm not exactly the bravest guy. I'm more of a "lay back and let others handle it" kind of prince.The Fay world is a complex web of alliances, rivalries, and ancient magic. There's the Seelie Court, where my family resides, and the Unseelie Court, where the darker Fae dwell. And then there are the wild Fae, the ones who don't play by the rules.I've got a front-row seat to the drama, the politics, and the backstabbing. But, honestly, I'd rather not deal with it all. I'd rather indulge in my love of chocolate and hot women, and let others handle the intricacies of
“I don’t know who I’m choosing yet,” I said, my voice flat but firm. “But if this keeps being a pissing contest, I’m walking away from both of you.”The words were sharper than I expected. They cut through the forest air like a blade, slicing the tension that had been building for what felt like hours. Silence fell immediately. Thick. Uncomfortable. Heavy with all the things we weren’t saying.Neither of them moved and that I was grateful for.Not Asher, with his arms crossed and jaw clenched like every second he had to share space with Arlo made his blood boil. And not Arlo, who looked like he was biting his tongue hard enough to draw blood, his chest rising and falling with barely contained emotion.The wind stirred again, whispering through the tall trees, brushing against my skin like cold fingers. It carried something unspoken with it. Something old. Something that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.And in that stillness, a single truth buried itself deep in my chest
She didn’t reject me,” Arlo said, eyes flicking to her. “Not yet.”His voice had dropped. Less rage, more pain.She stepped out from behind me then. Just enough to be seen.“Arlo, I didn’t know you were near,” she said softly. “I wasn’t hiding anything.”That burned.Even if it wasn’t aimed at me.I kept my face still, but inside I was gripping something sharp and jagged.“So you were gonna tell him eventually?” I asked, my voice lower now. “After what we just did?”She looked at me, and it hurt. She looked torn.“I didn’t expect to feel it that fast,” she said. “With you.”I didn’t say anything.Because I didn’t need to.Arlo stepped forward as if he still had some say. “If the bond hasn’t settled, she has the right to choose.”I turned toward him, full.“Say that again,” I said, stepping closer.He hesitated.“She’s not your property,” he said, straightening himself. “You don’t get to make that decision for her.”“Funny,” I muttered. “You screamed like you thought you did.”We locke
She was standing there like she didn’t know what she did to me. Like she wasn’t the only thing I saw in a world full of noise.The air was sharp and cold. But her—she was warm. Even from a few feet away, I could feel it. Like heat coming off a fire I wasn’t allowed to touch.Not yet.I stepped closer. Not fast. Not obvious. Just enough.Her breath hitched. I caught it.She always looked at me like she was mad she couldn’t ignore me. Like her body betrayed her before her brain could stop it.That was the fun part.“You cold?” I asked, voice low, rougher than I meant.She nodded. Maybe. I don’t know if she even heard me.I reached for her wrist. My fingers wrapped around it, warm against her skin, and she didn’t pull back. Her pulse jumped under my touch. Quick. Nervous. Wanting.I stepped in, slow.I liked watching her react. The way her chest rose. The way she swallowed hard like her body already knew where this was going.I moved my hand to her waist and felt her shiver.“Tell me to
Why does he smell so nice The air outside was cooler than I expected. The kind that kisses bare skin and makes it feel more alive than it should. The trees above rustled like they knew something I didn’t, and the sky was draped in that soft, bruised color between sunset and night.And then there was him.Asher.Standing too close like he always did, not in an obvious way—never that. He had this quiet confidence like he knew I’d feel it. Like his presence was enough to tangle my breath. It was.I didn’t want to look at him. I did it anyway.His eyes locked on mine like he’d been waiting. And suddenly, I wasn’t sure what we were talking about anymore. I wasn’t sure if we’d even said anything.He moved just a little closer. Subtle. A breath. But I felt it like lightning across my skin.“Cold?” he asked, voice low.I nodded because my throat was tight. I was cold, but not in the way he meant.He reached out, slow and certain, and took my wrist. Just that. Just fingers curling around the
, but her gaze flicked to Arlo, and her expression changed. She batted her eyelashes and smiled sweetly. "Who's this handsome stranger?" she asked, her voice turned sugary sweet.Arlo's smile grew wider as he turned to face Daphne. "I'm Arlo," he said, his voice dripping with charm. "And you are...?"Daphne's eyes sparkled with interest, and she launched into a flirtatious conversation with Arlo, completely forgetting about her initial intent to bully me. I watched in amazement as she transformed from a mean girl to a smitten one, her eyes locked onto Arlo's face.As they chatted, I couldn't help but notice the way Arlo seemed to be enjoying the attention, his gaze flicking between Daphne and me with a knowing glint in his eye. He knew exactly the effect he was having on Daphne, and he was playing it to his advantage."So, Arlo, what brings you to this lovely establishment?" Daphne asked, her voice coy.Arlo chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm just enjoying the view," he
I'm Arlo, the third-generation Fay prince, and I've got everything handed to me on a silver platter. Or so it seems. From the outside, the Fay world looks like a dream – lush forests, sparkling waterfalls, and creatures that shimmer with magic. But, let's be real, it's all a bit much sometimes.As a Fay prince, I've got a debt to pay. A debt of power, of prestige, of expectation. My family's legacy weighs heavily on me, and I'm not exactly the bravest guy. I'm more of a "lay back and let others handle it" kind of prince.The Fay world is a complex web of alliances, rivalries, and ancient magic. There's the Seelie Court, where my family resides, and the Unseelie Court, where the darker Fae dwell. And then there are the wild Fae, the ones who don't play by the rules.I've got a front-row seat to the drama, the politics, and the backstabbing. But, honestly, I'd rather not deal with it all. I'd rather indulge in my love of chocolate and hot women, and let others handle the intricacies of
I tried to brush it off, but Amelia's gaze pierced through me as if she saw the truth hidden beneath my words. "You're not just passing through," she said softly, her voice laced with empathy. "You're running from something. Or someone."Her words hit too close to home, and emotions washed over me. How did she know? I searched her face for answers, but she dodged my questioning look. Instead, she offered me a gentle smile and helped me to my feet.As my stomach growled loudly, she handed me a chocolate bar. "Leave, kid. It's the weekend," she said, her tone light. I knew what she meant – the school would be bustling with students attending study groups. I took the chocolate and followed her to her shop, my feet moving quickly as I almost tripped.I couldn't believe this was my life. I helped Amelia, the old woman, with her shop, and all I could think about was how surreal it felt. I was too young to be dealing with the weight of my secrets, let alone owning property from the money I'd
As I struggled against the kidnappers, a mysterious voice echoed through the air. "Ah, there you are, runaway mate," it said. My head spun to the side, searching for the speaker. When our eyes met, I was taken aback. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. The stranger shrugged, his expression nonchalant.One of the kidnappers snarled, "Hey, don't ignore us!" He lunged forward, gun in hand. But before he could take another step, he snapped his fingers. The kidnappers collapsed to the ground, defeated. My eyes widened in shock."What are you?" I asked, taking a step back from him. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a fairy, little one," he said. "And you're my fated mate." My mind reeled as I tried to process his words. Fairies didn't exist, did they? Yet, here I was, face to face with one. And he seemed to think I was his mate.I tried to understand the situation, but it felt exhausting. "This has to be some kind of misunderstanding," I
I pulled back from the hug, feeling emotions swirling inside me. Mia's words were comforting, but I knew that I was way over my head."Thanks, Mia," I said, forcing a smile. "I just need to get my head together, you know?"Mia nodded, her eyes understanding. "Yeah, I do. But if you need to talk, I'm here, okay?"I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. I knew Mia was a true friend, and I was grateful for her.As we stood there, I couldn't help but think about my situation. My adoptive dad had kicked me out, and I had no place to go. I was in my last year of high school, and I couldn't just drop everything and move in with Mia.Panic started to set in as I thought about my options. I could try to find a temporary place to stay, but that would mean explaining my situation to strangers. Or I could try to make amends with my adopted dad, but that seemed impossible.I sighed, feeling overwhelmed. Why did everything have to be so complicated?Mia seemed to sense my distress and pulled me